John Belushi

Mrs. Murphy: "May I help you boys?"
Elwood: "You got any white bread?"
Mrs. Murphy: "Yes."
Elwood: "I'll have some toasted white bread please."
Mrs. Murphy: "You want butter or jam on that toast, honey?"
Elwood: "No ma'am, dry."
[Mrs. Murphy stares at him and then turns to Jake]
Jake: "Got any fried chicken?"
Mrs. Murphy: "Best damn chicken in the state."
Jake: "Bring me four fried chickens and a Coke."
Mrs. Murphy: "You want chicken wings or chicken legs?"
Jake: "Four fried chickens and a Coke."
Elwood: "And some dry white toast please."
Mrs. Murphy: "Y'all want anything to drink with that?"
Elwood: "No ma'am."
Jake: "A Coke."
Mrs. Murphy: "Be up in a minute."

Elwood: "It's 106 miles to Chicago, we've got a full tank of gas, half a packet of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses."
Jake: "Hit it."

Elwood: "Shit."
Jake: "What?"
Elwood: "Rollers..."
Jake: "No."
Elwood: "Yeah."
Jake: "Shit."

Elwood: "Illinois Nazis."
Jake: "I hate Illinois Nazis."

Jake: "What's this?"
Elwood: "What?"
Jake: "This car. This stupid car! Where's the Cadillac? ... The Caddy! Where's the Caddy?"
Elwood: "The what?"
Jake: "The Cadillac we used to have. The Bluesmobile!"
Elwood: "I traded it."
Jake: "You traded the Bluesmobile for this?"
Elwood: "No, for a microphone."
Jake: "A microphone? ... Okay, I can see that. What the hell is this?"
Elwood: "This was a bargain. I picked it up at the Mount Prospect city police auction last spring. It's an old Mount Prospect police car. They were practically giving 'em away."
Jake: "Well thank you, pal. The day I get outta prison, my own brother picks me up in a police car!"

Jake: "How often does the train go by?"
Elwood: "So often that you won't even notice it."

Jake: "We're putting the band back together."
Mr. Fabulous: "Forget it. No way."
Elwood: "We're on a mission from God."

Jake: "We'll put the band back together, do a few gigs, we get some bread. Bang! Five thousand bucks."
Elwood: "Yeah, well, getting the band back together might not that be that easy, Jake."
Jake: "What are you talking about?"
Elwood: "They split, they all took straight jobs."
Jake: "Yeah, so you know where they are. You said you were gonna keep in touch with them."
Elwood: "Well... I got a couple of leads, a few phone numbers, but I mean, how many of them visited or even wrote you, huh?"
Jake: "They're not the kinda guys who write letters. You were outside, I was inside. You were supposed to keep in touch with the band. I kept asking you if we were gonna play again."
Elwood: "Well, what was I gonna do? Take away your only hope? Take away the very thing that kept you going in there? I took the liberty of bullshitting you, okay?"
Jake: "You lied to me."
Elwood: "It wasn't a lie, it was just bullshit."